Chapter 021: Tasting the Bitter Fruit of One’s Own Sorrows (1 / 2)

“Since the young lady has agreed, Mingkong Taoist, now can you do the law” Zhang’s also no longer polite, the anxiety in the eyes, so that others see that she is really worried about the old lady and Mu Zixi.

Mu Zi Yan only think that this Zhang’s acting a handful of good drama, if reincarnated in that world, I’m afraid that can be a movie queen, but she is a thousand years old ghost is not bad, who will not be able to play the role of drama, she would like to see who can play over who!

From Sister had been standing at the side, obviously having received orders from the old madam to sit from the side on behalf of the old madam.

The two of them, Bi Yun and Yun Xiang, obediently stood behind Mu Zi Yan with their eyes downcast.

Zhang couldn’t be bothered to take a break and just stared at Daoist Master Mingkong as he performed the spell.

This late at night, the smoke fall courtyard is lively, the other courtyard in the natural people do not dare to venture out of the head, now are closed courtyard, on the sidelines to watch a good show.

Mu Zi Yan’s small body seems to be buried by the night, even if there are maids in the courtyard to hold the lamp, Zhang’s behind the maids are carrying lanterns, but Mu Zi Yan seems to be fused with the night in general, can’t see any color of the ground.

She was so quietly stood aside waiting for the Mingkong Taoist Master to do the magic, only no one saw her hidden and under the night curtain with eyes down revealing a ghostly smile.

Not long after, Daoist Master Mingkong closed his eyes and chanted a few words, and an Underworld Flame flashed before his eyes, pointing directly at Mu Ziyan’s house.

Zhang also frowned extremely cooperatively and looked at Mu Zi Yan in difficulty, “Eldest Miss, this”

“The woman’s cabinet is naturally not allowed to go in, from the grandmother is the old lady side of the old grandmother, naturally blessed, why not bother from the grandmother to go,” Mu Zi Yan did not block, but faintly open, the voice sounds like a layer of light wind rolled up in the night, through the slightest bit of cold.

Obviously, what Mu Zi Yan said is just what the Zhang’s mind, which she did not agree to, after all, in the eyes of the Zhang’s, Mu Zi Yan simple and ignorant, no heart, and now and the age of the young, can not afford to play what the heart of the game.

And the people she had arranged were absolutely foolproof, she was extremely confident that the trap she had laid before would not make any slip-ups or mistakes.

“Eldest Miss is thoughtful.” Zhang then responded to Mu Zi Yan’s words, turning her eyes to pass a look to Sister Cong.

“Yes.” From Sister answered with her head hanging down, she then ordered Yunxiang beside Mu Ziyan, and the first-class maid Mu Xiang beside the second madam Zhang, and the three of them entered the house together.

Yunxiang led the way, and when they entered the inner room, the two of them, from Sister and Mu Xiang, searched carefully.

Inside the courtyard, Zhang Clan waited patiently, and after half an incense stick had passed, she saw Sister Cong leading two maids out of the house, and when she arrived in front of her, Sister Cong bowed and saluted, “Second Mistress, there is no abnormality found inside the eldest young lady’s house.”

Zhang’s eyes flashed with a touch of surprise, and she turned her eyes to look at Daoist Master Mingkong, and saw that the Daoist Master began to chant again, and then spoke, “Under the tree in the backyard.”

“Then let’s go together to take a look.” Mu Zi Yan straightened her back, a faint smile hanging at the corner of her mouth, her almond eyes curved into a nice arc, looking at Daoist Master Mingkong with a smile or not.

Mingkong Taoist master met her smiling eyes, only felt weird to the extreme, hastily retracted his eyes, how could he be scared by a little girl child

When I looked at Mu Zi Yan again, she had already recovered her previous color, Mingkong Taoist only said that it was shaking God, how can a girl have that kind of evil light?

“Good.” Seeing that Mu Zi Yan was acting too normal, Zhang could not help but feel a little doubtful, but she still went up without dying.